May I Take Your Hat? [Bo!]

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Bo frowned as Meg disagreed with her about the fighting. "I NEED to fight this battle," she said, her anger still fiery and alive in her eyes. Why was Meg so insistent on not fighting? Maybe it was the thing about her being a woman. Well, Bonnie could do just about anything that she wanted to. No one could stop her, especially not the status quo that told women that they belonged in the kitchen and in the medic tents during a battle. Women should be kept out of harms way? Not a chance.

Did she want to get hurt? Did she think that physical pain would somehow erase the crazy emotions inside her? She couldn't say for sure. She couldn't figure anything out for sure.

The shock in Bo's head was finally starting to fade just as the pain in her hand began to truly set in. Her face contorted in pain as the water splashed over it. She tried to ignore it, like she had done with all her other problems, but the fact was, it was swelling. And red. And bruised. She turned off the faucet as she heard the door reopen and faced Meg, who had a roll of gauze and a concerned face on. She smiled, despite the slight grimace as she twitched her hand a bit.

"Um...thanks, I guess." She said as Meg told her to sit down. "Most people wouldn't really help a psychotic freak like me." She laughed, grimacing again as she sat down. Meg began wrapping her hand, and she let out an "Ow!" as a bruise was attacked by the gauze. She couldn't help but feel her palms sweat as Meg touched them. Good God, now she was getting crush symptoms.

Okay, Bo never got a crush. She was more of a seducer, making other boys fall head over heels for her before shooting them down and going for a hotter alternative. Did she ever hesitate? No. Did she need any help? No. And did she get any sweaty palms, butterflies in the stomach, or BLUSH?

No. Why was she blushing now?!

She was so confused that she barely heard what Meg said about the battle, but assumed from the concerned face that it was about the fight. Bo sighed and grumbled, "Yes, I can. You haven't seen me fight. If I can apply a tattoo with one hand, I can handle a battle with one." She was again confused why Meg was so concerned about the fighting. Wait a second...

...did Meg also have feelings for her, and not want her to get hurt?

No, no. Just a friendly gesture. A little gesture of kindness. Whatever. No romanticism involved, Bo assured herself, but even she didn't believe it.

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There was a pang of something felt when Bo said something about being a psychotic freak. She felt almost sad that Bo thought of herself in that way, or that perhaps other people did. That couldn't be more far from the truth. Bo was anything but psychotic. She was spirited, loud, and had this energy about her, not to mention she had beauty and wits as well. But what else was there about her that made Meg want to sympathize and understand her?

There was this anger inside. Something that was clearly bothering Bo. She seemed to have so much anger inside of her, as young as she possibly was. Megara wanted to be able to understand that. She felt drawn to this person, and if she knew why, it might make more sense to her. But she had no idea the reason, and it was starting to frustrate her. Easy, Meg. No need to get annoyed now.

"Psychotic freak?" Meg inquired with a half-hearted smile and with a shake of her head. "You're not a freak, and you're not psychotic. If you were, I might already be down at the offices, begging to be in a dorm as far away from yours as possible." She glanced up at Bo with sympathetic eyes and that same half-hearted smile on her lips before looking away. This girl was special. Meg could feel it. "I think you're...a wonderful person, and don't let anyone tell you otherwise." Again, she looked up, but smile for real this time.

Meg was so engrossed in wrapping up Bo's hand, she nearly forgot about the bruise, and her heart jumped when she heard Bo's exclamation of pain. Tears quickly rushed to her eyes, and she desperately tried to blink them away, because if Bo saw, she would think that Meg was far too sensitive. She really wasn't. But she also didn't want to be the cause of Bo's physical pain. "I'm so sorry! I didn't mean for that to hurt! I'm sorry!" Meg said, her eyes wide, glancing down at Bo's hand, then at Bo, and back at Bo, and then at the hand, not sure what to look at.

"Please don't," Meg said, now in a nearly begging tone. She had just met this girl, she didn't want to lose her already. That would be just...stupid. Flushing, Megara realized how her pleadings might be sounding to Bo, and felt dumb. Bo would think that Meg was the psychotic freak, despite the fact that Bo was looking a little...flushed herself.

...wait, what? Meg lifted her eyes to study Bo more carefully, and she did see a slight pinkish color to her face. What did this mean? Meg wanted to kiss her, just to see what her reaction might be, like she did with so many of the men she liked. But she held back here. She forced herself to sit still in that chair, and to swallow down that urge. She was being silly.

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Bo smirked as Meg commented on the fact that she was, contrary to popular belief, NOT a psychotic freak. "Oh, you haven't seen me when I get really angry. I look quite psycho then," she laughed, trying to keep the conversation more lighthearted. She noticed that Meg was getting very serious about establishing that Bo wasn't a freak. "You know I'm just kidding, right?" She asked, sitting down to be bandaged by the bipolar brunette. She looked at the girl and wondered if she didn't know that Bo was kidding. Bo didn't actually feel that way about herself...

...did she?

Bo straightened a bit, thinking a bit more deeply about herself. She ignored her parents, became an independent woman, gave tattoos, and dyed her hair. From the fairy-tale village that she came from, that was considered psychotic. Insane. Completely crazy. Was it different here? Was Meg trying to tell her that?

She shook her head, driving the thought away. Bo couldn't stand confrontations with her own thoughts. Other people? Hell to the yeah. But not herself.

"Oh, no, don't go crying on me!" She scolded as she began to see tears in Meg's eyes. "I'm really fine. This is nothing." She didn't understand why the woman was so eager to apologize. It was just a little bruise, and it didn't even hurt that much. "Don't be so hard on yourself, okay?" She said softly, looking directly at Meg and turning a rosy shade in her cheeks.

Oh, great, more blushing, she thought. What was her deal today? Why was everything so confusing? Maybe I am really out of my mind.

Keeping her gaze steady on Meg, Bo stayed constant in her belief. "I. Am. Going. To. Fight." She kept enforcing this, so maybe, sometime soon, Meg would let her do it. She, again, didn't understand something. Why was Meg trying to enforce this so much? Why did Bo want to fight so badly?

So many questions, no time for answers. At least, no simple ones.

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Meg cracked a smile at Bo's persistence, but couldn't help but keep wondering why the girl got angry in the first place. Frustration, Megara could understand, and even annoyance. But anger? Maybe Bo had a short temper. It didn't really seem like it. Or maybe Meg just hadn't done anything stupid yet for which Bo would get angry. But this was all probably a conversation for some other time. When they hadn't just met for the first time.

Kidding? Had Bo said she was kidding? Meg flushed a little from embarrassment. She'd taken her words seriously. Well, of course she would! Meg wouldn't joke about something like that! When she said something, she meant it! Every single time! "I...uh...yeah, of course I know you're kidding." Meg forced a small laugh, but kept her eyes low. She always felt safer when her head was bowed, and when nobody could see her facial expression, though it pretty much always remained the same, stone-like.

Though Meg tried her hardest to blink her tears away, she couldn't hide them from Bo. The other girl was a pretty good observer. This could either be a good thing or a bad thing. She lifted her eyes to Bo. "I don't want to hurt you," she replied softly. Now, Meg wasn't sure if she was speaking about her hand now or about something more emotional. It was always the same with Megara. She was a heartbreaker and simply because Meg didn't trust anyone aside from a couple of people. Her eyes dropped a little lower, to Bo's lips, but quickly went back to working on the hand.

The fact that Bo was so intent on fighting saddened Meg. Well, not so much she got saddened as she felt her stomach drop, like she was on this tall roller coaster. She had just met Bo. And it would be nice to know her even better. Meg wouldn't have the chance if Bo fought and got killed. Or perhaps she should be putting more trust in Bo.

Right. Not gonna happen. Right?

"Okay," was all Meg could say, and with a shrug too. She wasn't one to argue if she didn't feel personal about a situation. And Bo wasn't personal.

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Bo let out a little laugh when Meg finally cracked a smile. She had been so serious this entire time, from the door situation to Bo's busted hand. It was nice to finally get some humor out of her. It made the situation significantly less awkward.

Oh, the awkward was still there. It was just disguised for a little while. Maybe long enough for either of the girls to answer some questions inside their crazy heads.

She looked at Meg with a bit of doubt when she said she knew Bo was kidding. She seemed to be stuttering a bit, which was an obvious sign that she was lying. Bo smirked. She knew the feeling of being in a weird situation and trying to escape it by lying and fake-laughing. She was about to say something, then stopped herself. How rude would it be if she just pointed out Meg's little cover-up? She was easily frustrated and rebellious, not cruel.

"You're not going to hurt me," she replied. She knew that both of them were talking about the bruised hand, but were they both talking about an emotional connection? Bo exhaled sharply. So confusing! She wasn't hurt very much by the bruise anyway, but how would she react to a crazy relationship with a possibly-bi older woman? She added, "Trust me."

The "Trust me," could have been about the bruise not hurting. It could have talked about their obvious romantic attraction, and the fact that Bo wouldn't try to hurt her. It could have pertained to the war, that she was trusting Bo to not die.

She was honestly going to try to not die.

Also, really? After all the argument, Meg was just going to let her go with an "Okay"? Bo looked at her in confusion. "Um...okay? Are you alright, Meg?"

((Really weird and discombobulated responses for the lose. I'm sorry, but my muse is *pew* dead.))